The Einzbern family was skilled in "displacement magecraft" themselves, so that was naturally what she thought of first. But she had clearly misunderstood.
"It's not that kind of magecraft. It's just a sprint that slightly accelerates my speed."
Iori's tone was calm, but energy gathered beneath his feet once more—
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Though spirit particles had been converted into mana, with the boost from his "Art Style Value," techniques like Shunpo came as naturally as ever, without the slightest stiffness or obstruction. Iori shifted positions several times in succession before finally stopping.
"She shouldn't be able to find us here for the time being."
Iori set Ciel down on the ground. The homunculus girl looked puzzled.
"An excellent hunter will not easily give up her prey unless their positions are reversed... Stay here. If anything unexpected happens, don't hesitate to use a Command Spell. Call me back immediately."
As he spoke, Iori raised a hand. Pale blue spiritual light formed in his palm, materializing smooth, mirror-like slanted planes out of thin air. Like a pyramid, they "sealed" Ciel inside, along with the Shinigami uniform wrapping and the suitcase.
—Kidō #73: Breaking Mountain Crystal!
"I'll be back soon."
"...All right. I'll provide proper mana support." Ciel did not put on airs. She had long agreed to follow Iori's strategic and tactical arrangements, so all she could do now was make sure she did not hold him back.
She was indeed curious why a Berserker like Iori could use "magecraft"... but all she said was:
"Be careful!"
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"Gone?"
Somewhere in the forest, a green figure resembling a lynx knelt on one knee atop the branch of a towering tree. She slowly lowered the ornate longbow in her hands. Her gallant brows furrowed slightly, while a faint glimmer of mana lit